Momoshiro Takeshi//The key to my lock\\5
recap: My nose pumped out fresh, warm blood, and my head hurt.
I hurried to the bathroom to stop the bleeding.
.....................................................
Wasn't bleeding seriously, and i stopped it in no time. After cleaning up the mess-my blood-i grabbed my swimming stuff and notebook and ran to my neighbour's house to give the children their daily swimming lesson and tuition. Wasn't a bad job, really. I could do my training and my studies at the same time as i coached them. They paid me $2500 a month. At least the kids were obedient- 'cause I didn't like raising my voice.
Everyday passed almost the same: school, home, Dad, rooftop, work, home, school, home, Dad, rooftop, work.... Until the next Monday.
Swimming practices had just begun, and Monday was the competiton to decide the top 8 as regulars, and also the captain. Last year's captain had graduated. Needless to say, with all my training in the morning and at night, I easily got the regular place. And the best was usually chosen to be the captain, so I, being the fastest there, was made captain. Much to the protest of others. But i didn't care. I wasn't expecting the position, really, i never expected anything- it's another method i use to protect myself from getting hurt- I never get my hopes up. Saves the trouble of getting hurt later when you realise it didn't go the way you wanted it to go.
After practice, I went to the locker room to bathe and get changed. As I walked out, drying my short hair, i saw Momo. He seemed to be looking for someone. I walked up to him.
"Oh, Shinera-chan." I'd tapped him on the shoulder. At least he didn't call me SHINY-CHAN.
"You looking for someone." I folded my towel and stuffed it into my bag.
"You seen Harumi-sensei?(Harumi-sensei is the swimming club coach.) I needed to pass her someth-" His eyes snaked up my left arm until it paused just below my sleeve.
"What."I looked at my left arm. There was a thin, bright red, snake-like wound and it looked raw. Obviously for me, my father has lashed out at me yesterday, but Momo didn't know it. I swung my schoolbag over my left shoulder.
"It's nothing. Oh yes, if you need Harumi-sensei-she's over with the newbies beside the end of the pool." I pointed her out and walked away.
"But Shinera-chan..." He called out my name. I paused in midwalk, deciding to or not to turn around. I heaved a suppressed sigh, then continued walking in the same direction, leaving Momo looking kind of worried.
There's something wrong with her, he thought. But what? Momo closed his eyes, and walked off.
I arrived back home at 2.30pm , obviously very late, and Dad was furious.
As I entered the through the door, Dad slapped me. I flew back a little and my head crashed against the doorpost. I whrithed on the floor, clasping my head in my hands. Dad slammed the door shut, and the door hit my shin. I shot up and grabbed my leg. Then, Dad took out the familiar dog whip he'd used so many times before. I braced myself for the whip, tensing up my body so it would not hurt so bad. I heard the sound of the whip cracking, and suddenly, pain seared through my body. A gasp exited my mouth, and another searing pain engulfed me. Dad had struck again. But still, i never let more than a gasp leave my mouth. I don't want to give him the pleasure of seeing me weak. I grabbed the doorpost, panting. I pushed myself up, steadied myself, and limped past Dad. He grabbed my by the ear.
"Go cook something for me." He said meanacingly.
I forced myself to walk to the kitchen to prepare that worthless bum called 'Dad' his lunch. By the time i finished, i could hardly stand up properly. I limped back to my room at the end of the hall, wincing slightly with every step.
Unbeknownst to me, someone had followed me back to my home. That certain someone saw everything that happened through a window.
I hurried to the bathroom to stop the bleeding.
.....................................................
Wasn't bleeding seriously, and i stopped it in no time. After cleaning up the mess-my blood-i grabbed my swimming stuff and notebook and ran to my neighbour's house to give the children their daily swimming lesson and tuition. Wasn't a bad job, really. I could do my training and my studies at the same time as i coached them. They paid me $2500 a month. At least the kids were obedient- 'cause I didn't like raising my voice.
Everyday passed almost the same: school, home, Dad, rooftop, work, home, school, home, Dad, rooftop, work.... Until the next Monday.
Swimming practices had just begun, and Monday was the competiton to decide the top 8 as regulars, and also the captain. Last year's captain had graduated. Needless to say, with all my training in the morning and at night, I easily got the regular place. And the best was usually chosen to be the captain, so I, being the fastest there, was made captain. Much to the protest of others. But i didn't care. I wasn't expecting the position, really, i never expected anything- it's another method i use to protect myself from getting hurt- I never get my hopes up. Saves the trouble of getting hurt later when you realise it didn't go the way you wanted it to go.
After practice, I went to the locker room to bathe and get changed. As I walked out, drying my short hair, i saw Momo. He seemed to be looking for someone. I walked up to him.
"Oh, Shinera-chan." I'd tapped him on the shoulder. At least he didn't call me SHINY-CHAN.
"You looking for someone." I folded my towel and stuffed it into my bag.
"You seen Harumi-sensei?(Harumi-sensei is the swimming club coach.) I needed to pass her someth-" His eyes snaked up my left arm until it paused just below my sleeve.
"What."I looked at my left arm. There was a thin, bright red, snake-like wound and it looked raw. Obviously for me, my father has lashed out at me yesterday, but Momo didn't know it. I swung my schoolbag over my left shoulder.
"It's nothing. Oh yes, if you need Harumi-sensei-she's over with the newbies beside the end of the pool." I pointed her out and walked away.
"But Shinera-chan..." He called out my name. I paused in midwalk, deciding to or not to turn around. I heaved a suppressed sigh, then continued walking in the same direction, leaving Momo looking kind of worried.
There's something wrong with her, he thought. But what? Momo closed his eyes, and walked off.
I arrived back home at 2.30pm , obviously very late, and Dad was furious.
As I entered the through the door, Dad slapped me. I flew back a little and my head crashed against the doorpost. I whrithed on the floor, clasping my head in my hands. Dad slammed the door shut, and the door hit my shin. I shot up and grabbed my leg. Then, Dad took out the familiar dog whip he'd used so many times before. I braced myself for the whip, tensing up my body so it would not hurt so bad. I heard the sound of the whip cracking, and suddenly, pain seared through my body. A gasp exited my mouth, and another searing pain engulfed me. Dad had struck again. But still, i never let more than a gasp leave my mouth. I don't want to give him the pleasure of seeing me weak. I grabbed the doorpost, panting. I pushed myself up, steadied myself, and limped past Dad. He grabbed my by the ear.
"Go cook something for me." He said meanacingly.
I forced myself to walk to the kitchen to prepare that worthless bum called 'Dad' his lunch. By the time i finished, i could hardly stand up properly. I limped back to my room at the end of the hall, wincing slightly with every step.
Unbeknownst to me, someone had followed me back to my home. That certain someone saw everything that happened through a window.
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